One of those days

It was not a good day around here. It felt like those early days, right after Little Man was born. I was just so tired, and I couldn't figure out why he was crying. I was so overwhelmed that I just started crying, right there in the daycare. One of the workers came and asked if she could take him for me, and the other lady gave me a hug, then led me to the back room and handed me a pillow and a blanket and told me to lay down on the couch and try to rest. There are a lot of things I really hate about daycare but they were very good to me today.

I don't have much energy to share all of the miserable details of this weekend. I was sick, I missed the family BBQ in Logan, etc, etc... James did manage to make it out to his mom's today and brought the camera home. These pictures are over a week old now, but hopefully these will tide everyone (Dad) over until I can get some new ones tomorrow.

Little Man got to wear his MESA shirt for the first (and probably only) time a week or so ago. MESA is the club I advise at school (Math, Engineering, and Science Achievement, if you were wondering. Its not as nerdy as it sounds. Ok, fine, maybe it is.)

I think he looks so dang cute sitting in his Bumbo. Isn't he a doll??
Me and my baby. From the looks of it, this was right before bed. I'm hoping it is anyway; I hope I don't look that bad first thing in the morning.

These are my handsome boys on Mother's Day. I'm a lucky woman.